I never did get to truly thank you for helping me with Father Maynard. He's a fat, disgusting pig and he scared me. I gag and choke whenever I think of what he did to me, and to you, too. You're so brave, standing up to him like that. He's gone now, and I can finally sleep easy - well, easier than I did before, anyway. The thing is, I'm not scare of "Father" Maynard, Sister Mary Louise or Brother Jerry anymore. You saved me from a fate that was, in my opnion, worse than death. He stole my innocence from me, and I can't ever have it back, but at least I'm safe now. I felt like I was unraveling at the seams, unable to stitch myself back together. It was a trauma no girl should ever have to face; I find it hard to look at men like I did before, even at my own Dad. I know he wouldn't hurt me, though. Thank you so much for sticking up for me, and all of us girls he's abused. I wish I could say this to your face, but I'm so busy at Kuper working and helping Dad in the summer I don't have time to come to Chilliwack. You're all that I want to be: brave, fearless, and independant. I promise you to do good at Kuper and become a teacher. You helped me become a better student - more confident and free of sexual harassment. I think now I really can become a teacher. Maybe it's possible we can get together this summer or something. I'm sure Dad, Ronnie, Reggie, Amelia and Donnie would love to see you! Dad especially; he's so greatful for what you did for me. In the summer, he mentions you at least twice a week. We could have some delicious fresh fish in leek and carrot sauce and warm bread, like my Mom used to make. I got the recipe from her! I miss her, and whenever I think of her I see your face in my mind. You remind me of her, you know. I don't think I could ever give you a good enough thanks, but I just want you to know I will always be in your debt. If you ever need my help or company, just find a way to contact me. I swear I'll come.
Dear Vivian,
I never did get to truly thank you for helping me with Father Maynard. He's a fat, disgusting pig and he scared me. I gag and choke whenever I think of what he did to me, and to you, too. You're so brave, standing up to him like that. He's gone now, and I can finally sleep easy - well, easier than I did before, anyway. The thing is, I'm not scare of "Father" Maynard, Sister Mary Louise or Brother Jerry anymore. You saved me from a fate that was, in my opnion, worse than death. He stole my innocence from me, and I can't ever have it back, but at least I'm safe now. I felt like I was unraveling at the seams, unable to stitch myself back together. It was a trauma no girl should ever have to face; I find it hard to look at men like I did before, even at my own Dad. I know he wouldn't hurt me, though. Thank you so much for sticking up for me, and all of us girls he's abused. I wish I could say this to your face, but I'm so busy at Kuper working and helping Dad in the summer I don't have time to come to Chilliwack. You're all that I want to be: brave, fearless, and independant. I promise you to do good at Kuper and become a teacher. You helped me become a better student - more confident and free of sexual harassment. I think now I really can become a teacher. Maybe it's possible we can get together this summer or something. I'm sure Dad, Ronnie, Reggie, Amelia and Donnie would love to see you! Dad especially; he's so greatful for what you did for me. In the summer, he mentions you at least twice a week. We could have some delicious fresh fish in leek and carrot sauce and warm bread, like my Mom used to make. I got the recipe from her! I miss her, and whenever I think of her I see your face in my mind. You remind me of her, you know. I don't think I could ever give you a good enough thanks, but I just want you to know I will always be in your debt. If you ever need my help or company, just find a way to contact me. I swear I'll come.
Always thinking of you,
Monica